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Erik :: The Phantom (
asoutcastshear
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2010
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05:18 pm
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no one but her
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one love; one lifetime
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your chains are still mine
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your soul obeys
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How is your cold, Christine?
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asoutcastshear
2010-01-13 11:24 pm (UTC)
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[He's concerned. Because he's beginning to suspect she's lying to him.]
Then why were you wandering about?
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chorusangel.livejournal.com
2010-01-15 09:04 pm (UTC)
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[...Oh dear. Think quickly, Christine.]
I was on my way to the library to get some books to read while I rest.
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asoutcastshear
2010-01-16 10:13 pm (UTC)
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So you say.
[He's not really buying it Christine. But it was a nice try.]
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chorusangel.livejournal.com
2010-01-17 05:50 pm (UTC)
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It's the truth.
[No, really, it is this time. Mostly. Christine
was
heading to the library... but there's still the whole lying about her health in the hopes of avoiding punishment for not keeping her voice in shape thing.]
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asoutcastshear
2010-01-19 09:36 pm (UTC)
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Fine, fine.
Christine, there is something for you outside of your door.
[It's sheet music. She better hurry and get better. He's expecting her to sing for him again. Soon.]
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[Text]
Then why were you wandering about?
[Text]
I was on my way to the library to get some books to read while I rest.
[Text]
[He's not really buying it Christine. But it was a nice try.]
[Text]
[No, really, it is this time. Mostly. Christine was heading to the library... but there's still the whole lying about her health in the hopes of avoiding punishment for not keeping her voice in shape thing.]
[Text]
Christine, there is something for you outside of your door.
[It's sheet music. She better hurry and get better. He's expecting her to sing for him again. Soon.]